I got back from Marks, we all stayed over last night, i check the time on my phone as i walk into my room. 12:14pm. Shruging, i grab out my guitar to play, I head out to my couch, sitting down. I think of a song i want to play before i strum the chords to the acoustic version.
"She said she wants to end it all..."
I continue to play through the song, singing the best i can and putting emotion into the song, because i relate to it. I continue through it, strumming the chords softly and singing pretty soft but trying to hit the notes.
"She doesn't know she's beautiful... because no ones ever told her so- and the demons that she has..." I continue, singing my heart out, forgetting about anything else but the lyrics and the music.
"This is not where I belong. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone..."
-Marks POV-
I get back into the car before realizing i must of dropped my keys on the counter inside.
You idiot, Mark.
I head to the front door, but then i see her, on her guitar through the window behind and above the couch. I smile. Before hearing her sing the words.
"She said she wants to end it all..."
I stand there, looking through the window as she continues to strum the chords and softly sing but soon enough, she gets a little louder as if she is forgetting about everything but herself and her guitar. She told me she played but never played for me... and i knew she could sing, especially since the night we sat and sung together. And i had loved every second of that.
"She doesn't know she beautiful because no ones ever told her so..." She sings with "-and the demons that she has..." emotion.
She continues to strum as i listen, loving it "This is not where I belong. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone..."
She then strums the guitar randomly before she begins to place it next to her. I walk in, smiling ear to ear.
"That was beautiful!"
-Y/n POV-
"That was beautiful!" I hear someone say, i jump a bit and look to my right, towards the door.
Mark.
"Uh... No, It isn't! Don't fucking lie to me Mark!"
"I am not lying!! It is amazing!"
"No, it is fucking disgusting. And i suck at it, don't fucking pity me. You know how i hate when people do!" I basically yell, letting all the emotions rush in, i collapse into his arms.
He holds me there. Tightly. Like he is protecting me from the world and maybe he is.
-TimeSkip- (Night now)
Mark headed home an hour ago, we talked about so many things and even if i ever wanted or want to do youtube but i have no clue. I sigh, turning of my music. And heading up for a shower to only put another song on.
Did Mark mean it?
Or is it pity? It has to be...
Doesn't it? Yeah... yeah, it does.
I can't sing. He is lying. He has to be. I am sorry Mark but I don't believe you.
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